Lin Zhiyi staggered for a moment, and by the time she wanted to close the door, Gong Chen had already entered.
Hearing the door shut, she regained her senses and blocked Gong Chen.
"I have a standard king room, there's no space for you to sleep."
"It's not the first time we've slept together."
Gong Chen nonchalantly moved Lin Zhiyi's arm aside and walked into the room.
Lin Zhiyi felt her cheeks heat up, suddenly remembering her clothes scattered on the bed, she hurriedly ran over and haphazardly covered them with a quilt.
Pressing down on the quilt, she pointed around, "Uncle, as you can see, the standard room is quite simple; you should go back, a soft bed awaits you."
"A soft bed? Thoughtful of you."
Gong Chen leaned against the TV cabinet, hands in his pockets, his tone indifferent.
Lin Zhiyi clenched the quilt beneath her, raising her hand towards the door, "Uncle, I won't see you out."